Taranaki rain . . .an image of Fujisanbreaks through
shady tree —a cicada cools downits ardour
a river's soundinvites me to stareinto shadows
completing nowwhat begins in mystery . . .garden shrine
garden shrine —a snail retractsits stalks
mountain chill —flowing tears slowto a crawl
forbidden path . . .hiking up the stairwayto heaven
bridge of stars . . .a handmaid nursesthe divine
under milkweeda butterfly beginsat the beginning
hokkus pokkus . . .all credibilitydisappears
navel gazing . . .the Neon Buddha cracksa cheesy grin
shaky start!the chicken and eggleapfrogging
urban blooms . . .a rapper chews his wordsal dente
dead sea scrolls . . .the repetition of wordsgoing nowhere
summer wind . . .cloud shadows dapplingparched fields
ah, into one shademany-hued chrysanthemumsfade, wither, and die
shallow stream . . .sunlight trickles overa white stone
dawn chorus . . .footprints wander infrom a dream
windswept sea — failing light submerges beyond all this
mountain cloudyielding space to dancebetween dreams
mountain dawn . . .the ineffable burnsin a hebe
mountain wind . . .what hunger is thishowling leaves?
broken bowl —gone too the emptinessit once held
emptinessis a mirror turned to my face
a bull whipsnaps about darting fish —night without end
drought relief . . .a fair weather friendtakes a dump
star gazing . . .my eyes piece togethershards of darkness
sand garden . . .a chatter of leavescome to rest